 | William Shakespeare - 1967 - 308 pàgines
...thine ear. Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. ROMEO It was the lark, the herald of the morn; No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder East. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1990 - 292 pàgines
...ear. Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree. 5 Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Romeo It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day 10... | |
 | Terrence Ortwein, Terry Ortwein - 2011 - 40 pàgines
...giving her best Juliet so far. By the time they reach the kiss, the scene is going extremely well) It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands... | |
 | Richard Courtney - 1995 - 274 pàgines
...keep the illusion that it is still night. A bird has sounded: * This stage direction derives from Ql. ROM: It was the lark, the herald of the morn; No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder East. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1996 - 1290 pàgines
...thine ear; Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate-tree: Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. ROMEO. zgz q y y > streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands... | |
 | Arthur Graham - 1997 - 244 pàgines
...thine ear. Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Romeo. It was the lark, the herald of the morn; No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder East. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands... | |
 | Joe Calarco - 1999 - 84 pàgines
...ear. Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. STU. 1 (R). It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1998 - 290 pàgines
...thine ear. Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. ROMEO It was the lark, the herald of the morn ; No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder East. Night's candles are burnì out, and jocund day... | |
 | Kenneth Koch - 1999 - 324 pàgines
...thine ear. Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Romeo. It was the lark, the herald of the morn; No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder East. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands... | |
 | Caleen Sinnette Jennings - 1999 - 104 pàgines
...it was the nightingale. WENDY. Try to get out of there, Romeo. Make her see reality. CHRIS as ROMEO. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands... | |
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It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or... 
